Chapter 175 The Evil Dragon The Great God of the North Pole, the disciples of the North Pole, and an emperor on earth chosen by the Great Emperor of the North Pole Ziwei. The three of them sat together, sipping tea in silence. "Good tea." King Qin sighed with satisfaction and said, "Fine Pu'er." "Mm, good Pu'er." Jiang Lin drank it all in one gulp, smacked his lips, silently put down the teacup, and poured a cup of boiling water. "Um……" Jiang Jing also put down his cup and glanced at the teapot next to him. Because of the angle, he could see the big words "Longjing" on the jar. However, after taking a look at Jiang Lin and King Qin beside him, Jiang Jing naturally put down the cup, picked up the teapot and began to taste it silently.
After turning it around in the hand, the words on it turned into "Pu'er". I'm so sweet. Jiang Jing smiled knowingly. "You two, what should we do next?" King Qin put down his teacup and asked with a smile. Jiang Jing looked at Jiang Lin and asked, "Uncle, what do you think? It's better for uncle to take the lead in human affairs." Hearing this, Jiang Lin thought for a moment, raised his head, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. "With the blessing of the Star Lord, I entered the palace, beheaded the emperor, and helped Long ascend to the throne." King Qin: “?” Ah, this may be a little reckless, but... why do I feel a little moved? Jiang Jing rubbed his fingers and suddenly had an urge to correct Wei Tianjun's problem child on his behalf. Although the Black Law Mage always acted directly, such brutality and directness was quite rare. After all, he is the emperor. Even if his destiny is declining, if he really needs to be beheaded, even Jiang Lin will be punished. Obviously, Jiang Lin doesn't care about this at all... But what can be done? Now, he is my uncle. "Uncle, don't be too direct." Jiang Jing smiled helplessly and said, "We have to be reasonable." "If there is a star god's blessing, isn't that the truth?" Jiang Lin asked back as a matter of course.
As a great god of the North Pole, Dongmingxingjun can naturally mobilize the blessing of the North Pole Ziwei Emperor. This is one of his powers. And if there really is the blessing of Beiji Ziwei from Dongmingxingjun, then Jiang Lin’s plan will really be feasible. However, there is little hope of implementation. It is obvious that the current Emperor Ziwei cannot take care of the things here. Again, although what Jiang Lin is doing now seems to be a big deal in his own opinion, to Emperor Ziwei, it is just a slightly more gorgeous bubble on the vast ocean. Just a glance at it is already the limit. The Three Realms are simply too vast. After Jiang Lin's "plan" was silently denied by the other two, Jiang Lin looked at Jiang Jing. Although this Star Lord now considers himself a junior, the two people present know that as long as he is there, he is undoubtedly the backbone. "Nephew, I still say the same thing." Jiang Jing stroked the teapot and said softly, "Respond to changes with constancy, and be the last to arrive first." "The emperor has the mandate of heaven after all. If you want to completely deprive him of his power, there must be a reason and a rule." "And the emperor will give us this reason very soon." "His ambitions may be beyond the imagination of Your Highness and Uncle. I have some guesses." Upon hearing this, Jiang Lin and King Qin couldn't help but look at Jiang Jing. Facing their gazes, Jiang Jing smiled and said, "Perhaps in your opinion, the emperor's goal is at most to seek immortality through evil means, to go against the will of heaven, and to seek a long-term throne." "But...is that really all?" "With one person's heart, you can win the hearts of the world." "It even gave rise to something like the Haunted Demon." "Its purpose is not that simple, or rather, not that narrow." The King of Qin couldn't help but ask: "Then, what will be the emperor's ultimate goal?" Hearing this, Jiang Jing stood up, left the main hall, walked to the door, and looked in the direction of the imperial palace. "To be honest, if it is really as I guessed, I actually admire this emperor." "At least, he had a dream, although the price of this dream was high, very high." After saying that, Jiang Jing said no more, but moved and came to the roof of the main hall of the palace. Seeing this, Jiang Lin and King Qin also jumped onto the roof. It was already approaching evening, the golden crow was setting in the west, and the bright red sun was very close to the horizon. It would soon sink into the Tang Valley to rest. Jiang Jing looked at the sun and at the direction of the imperial palace in silence.
On both sides of him were Jiang Lin and King Qin. The three of them didn't say anything, they just looked in the same direction. The sky gradually darkened. As the sun completely disappeared from the eyes of the three people, the sky also darkened at this moment. The King of Qin couldn't help but move his feet and his expression became much more serious. He had a hunch that many things would be revealed tonight. Jiang Lin didn't move, and Jiang Jing didn't move either. They just stood there quietly. "laugh……" At this moment, a negative energy suddenly appeared above the Tai Chi Hall in the imperial city. This yin energy was extremely dark, and even against the backdrop of the dim sky, it was still so eye-catching. "This is……" King Qin's expression changed. Although the Yin Qi looked strange, he had the Ziwei Jade Talisman with him and could sense a pure positive Qi above the Yin Qi. This is the energy of the righteous gods in the underworld. And it seems that this energy is in a state of... collapse? "Xingjun, Taoist priest?" The King of Qin secretly clenched his fists and looked at the two people beside him. "really." Jiang Jing sighed and said, "I have predicted the emperor's purpose. Marshal Sang alone is not capable of doing it." "Is it a haunted demon?" Jiang Lin looked at Jiang Jing and asked softly. However, Jiang Jing shook his head, said nothing, and just lowered his eyes. Not a haunted demon? Jiang Lin frowned and raised his hand to take out the Tianpeng ruler. However, Jiang Jing grabbed his wrist. Facing Jiang Lin's puzzled gaze, Jiang Jing smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, although I am not strong enough, it is too much to underestimate a god of the underworld." "What's more, it also carries the blessing of the Purple Star Imperial Edict." Hearing this, Jiang Lin also put down his hand and looked at the yin energy rising above the Tai Chi Hall. "Roar!!!" The yin energy suddenly expanded, and vaguely, a roar was heard.
The roar spread out, and visible sound waves spread out in all directions. Jiang Lin activated his Fengdu Dharma Eye and saw Marshal Sang holding an iron halberd in the midst of the dark energy. Marshal Sang's robe is now a little tattered, and his whole body is filled with scattered Yin Qi. It looks like it has been injured. But Jiang Lin did not see Marshal Sang's opponent. This made Jiang Lin frown even more deeply, because it meant that Marshal Sang was knocked out by something... What kind of thing could make a Fengdu god who specializes in fighting in such a state of disgrace? "Groan!!" The next moment, a dragon emerged from under Marshal Sang. A nine-clawed dragon that exudes the dragon aura of the emperor, but does not have any positive energy! "Black dragon?" The King of Qin widened his eyes. He also had a destiny and, with the blessing of the Purple Star Jade Talisman, he had already nurtured his own dragon form. King Qin sensed a similar dragon energy from the black dragon, but that energy was... Gloomy, strange, sticky and ominous. In short, it seemed to carry all the malice in the world. This was definitely not what the dragon energy of the emperor should look like. But that is the dragon energy of the emperor! At this moment, the King of Qin fell into confusion. "Evil dragon." Jiang Lin looked at the extremely ferocious and dark dragon aura of the emperor and uttered these words. He looked at Jiang Jing who was standing aside silently. Is this what Dongmingxingjun said, the emperor’s ambition? Through evil means, pollute the emperor's dragon energy, thereby creating an uncontrollable evil dragon energy that belongs to oneself and not to the Great Zhou? No, it's definitely more than that. This is just one part of the emperor's plan that has already taken shape. To put it bluntly, if that were the case, it would just be a matter of Marshal Sang or any random underworld god fighting for his life. There is no need for a being like Dongmingxingjun to reincarnate into the lower world. The evil dragon looked sinister, gloomy and terrifying, as if it was full of malice, but Marshal Sang was merely suppressed. "call!!" At this moment, Marshal Sang exhaled suddenly. This breath of pure positive energy from the underworld was filled with tremendous power. It was the evil energy accumulated from Marshal Sang's lifetime of devouring demons and ghosts, and upholding good and eliminating evil.
If it were an ordinary demon or devil, just seeing this evil spirit would make it collapse. The evil dragon of that day was affected by this evil spirit, and its originally ferocious spirit was immediately obscured and weakened. "Going against what is right and doing evil will not be tolerated by heaven!" Marshal Sang was suspended in mid-air, and his voice almost spread throughout Kyoto. "Giving birth to evil spirits and creating evil, they should be killed!" Along with Marshal Sang's mighty voice, the iron halberd in his hand was suddenly raised. "boom!!!" The dark, thunder-like power condensed on the iron halberd, with the blessing of Jiang Lin's Ziwei Imperial Commandment Curse. "laugh……" The next moment, the iron halberd fell and suddenly hit the head of the nine-clawed evil dragon. "Boom!!!" Darkness collides with darkness, but within is the battle between good and evil. The aftermath of the collision destroyed the Taiji Hall of the Imperial Palace, and the remaining force directly broke through all the major gates of the Imperial Palace. For a moment, evil spirit and negative energy were entangled, and even Jiang Lin could not see the battle situation clearly. This was already a fight on the path of immortals, and just this little aftermath was the result of Marshal Sang's perfect control of his own magical powers. "Marshal Sang was defeated." Jiang Jing said suddenly. The young man in white looked at the battlefield with his clear eyes and sighed, "But it's not without gain." Jiang Lin frowned and looked over when he heard that. I saw a burly figure flying out from above the palace, and no one knew where he was going. Jiang Jing raised his hand. The figure suddenly changed direction and flew towards the Prince Qin's Mansion. Jiang Lin flew up, constructed a magic net, and caught Marshal Sang who was flying backwards. At this moment, Marshal Sang's clothes were not only torn, but the iron halberd in his hand was also full of holes and even bent. "Master, I am incompetent." Marshal Sang bowed his head helplessly and said, "Originally, we had already captured the true body of the evil demon, but the emperor took action and wrapped the evil demon with the evil dragon energy." "With these two combined, even with the help of a magician, I am still constrained." Before Jiang Lin could speak, Jiang Jing at the side said, "Marshal, there is no need to say more. That thing was not an opponent prepared for the Marshal."
"Ok?" Marshal Sang was stunned at first, then his eyes suddenly widened and he half-knelt down: "I didn't know that the Star Lord was here, how rude!" "Don't be too polite." Jiang Jing waved his hand and smiled, "I wonder if the Marshal still has the strength to fight?" "I will not turn back until I die!" Marshal Sang answered in a resounding voice. Jiang Jing looked at Jiang Lin. The latter nodded in understanding. Marshal Sang was restricted in dealing with the evil Emperor Xielong, but he had no concerns in this regard. There is a big difference between the blessing from others and the power that one possesses. "It is said that Marshal Sang has a way to transform himself into the true form of the divine bull. Please condescend to help me." Jiang Lin looked at Marshal Sang. "Mage please!" Marshal Sang nodded without hesitation and turned around. Suddenly, it transformed into a pitch-black divine bull that was more than ten feet tall. The bull had strong muscles and a pair of horns that shot up into the sky like two long spears. He opened his mouth and exhaled a thick, hot breath, and the shark teeth in his mouth were vaguely visible. Jiang Lin didn't hesitate and turned over to the divine bull that Marshal Sang had transformed into. Without Jiang Lin's urging, the divine bull stomped its feet, soared into the sky with murderous aura, and headed straight for where the evil dragon of the emperor was. Jiang Jing looked up and saw them off, then looked at the King of Qin, pointed at a certain place and said with a smile: "Your Highness, do you know the old story of Emperor Taizong of Tang?" "nature." The King of Qin grinned, revealing his heroic nature, and leaped off the roof. His heart was beating harder than ever before. After ten years of planning and twenty years of hiding, this day has finally arrived. King Qin's hands were trembling slightly. Destiny is mine! ………… “The destiny is in my hands!!” In the Taiji Hall, the evil dragon of the Emperor of Heaven roared towards the sky and spoke in human language.
"So what if he is the God of Fengdu! He is nothing but a clown!" The voice was very similar to the emperor's, but not exactly the same. There is a hint of androgynousness in it. "Confusing yin and yang is indeed an evil method." Jiang Lin sneered and took out the Tianpeng ruler in his hand. On the wooden ruler, the Tianpeng taboo emitted a red light, and the entire Tianpeng ruler became hot. "call……" Jiang Lin exhaled and looked at the Evil Dragon Emperor in front of him. Dongmingxingjun was right. Even though Marshal Sang might not be able to do it, he was not completely powerless to fight back. In the collision just now, not only Marshal Sang was injured, but the Evil Dragon of the Heavenly Emperor was also not in a good condition. Streams of sticky, dark energy dripped from the dragon's head, like blood. Its overall energy was also much weaker than what Jiang Lin had seen before. "Master, be careful. The dragon energy of this evil dragon will not harm you, but the evil demon is not easy to deal with." Marshal Sang's voice rang in Jiang Lin's ears. Jiang Lin nodded slightly and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a chill in the crook of his other arm. With a flip of his hand, the command of Fengdu Jiuquan appeared in his hand. well. "Edict." Jiang Lin activated his Fengdu Dharma Eye, and a gilded black divine light suddenly burst out and dissipated, leaving a dark divine light in the corners of his eyes that was even darker than the night. "Where is Feng Li Xiao?" Along with Jiang Lin's figure, Fengdu Jiuquan's order followed, and the evil energy of the black law suddenly unfolded and turned into a chaotic hole. A terrifying figure with three wings on its back walked out from inside. As soon as that figure appeared, he brought with him an extremely ferocious demonic, ghostly and evil aura. "Feng Lixiao, I have come here to obey the Mage's orders!" (End of this chapter)